A rare thing, hidden from us, beyond our sight
A vision lost to us, if not for our might
That striving for something, no matter the cost
A journey we have come, as past borders have been crossed
A rare thing, knowledge given by nature so grand
A glimpse of the truth, though we can't quite grasp
That understanding of something, just beyond our reach
An answer hidden in darkness, a mystery beyond the beach
A rare thing, beauty to beholden pure and white
Like sunshine over the ocean, a pathway to the light
A secret moment of hope, when no else can compare
A subtle feeling of peace, as through dark clouds a sunbeam will appear
A rare thing, precious forever in our memories
A promise of tomorrow, so clear and so free
A shining hope of forever, amidst hate and greed
When the world still shows us the goodness of all we can be
A rare thing, hidden from us, beyond our sight
A vision lost to us, if not for our own might
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